Sunday was the first of my Progesterone shots. Boy, did I act like a 5 year old in the minutes leading up to the injection. Seriously, I was half-crying, half-laughing hysterically and running around the room trying to avoid having to "assume the position". We had planned to do the shots at 7pm but after my dramatics prior to the shot, it actually ended up being 7:30pm before I finally quit being a petulant 5 yr-old and let Hubbs administer the shot. All in all, it wasn't half as bad as I expected it to be. It ended up hurting less than the Menopur shots which stung every time. Ok, so it did feel like Hubbs had punched me in the butt, but being prone to easily bruising I can handle a dull aching sensation; stings - not so much! After the shot we took the dogs for a walk as I'd read somewhere that walking can help move the progesterone around to avoid lumpy bottom syndrome. Well the dogs needed walking anyway and it felt good to stretch my legs after my temper tantrum earlier. As we were on our walk, we looked up in the sky and saw a ....wait for it....STORK. No kidding! We both grinned from ear to ear thinking this was a good sign, especially the night before Transfer.
Monday morning there was no call from the clinic to cancel so we went in for BT...Bumble Transfer. Waiting in reception was my acupuncturist all ready to help me get relaxed before the procedure. After some time we finally got set up in the procedure room and Acupuncturist started work on making me feel nice and relaxed. This would have been an easier task if I hadn't had an overwhelming urge to go to the bathroom. Now fair enough, me having a full bladder was necessary for the procedure but it sure made the relaxing process hard work. Then folks started gathering in preparation for the transfer so acupuncturist de-needled me, and went to get Hubbs who had been catching up with work on his laptop in a quiet area of the lobby. Hubbs arrived and the Doc went over our results. Of the 14 that fertilized over the weekend, we still had a healthy batch of 14!! Woohoo, those little fighters are hanging in there :) Doc showed us their cell splits and grades which was a little overwhelming but overall looked great. Then it was time to lie back, try not to pee all over the place, and welcome 3 of my "babies" home. The other 11 packed their bags ready for an extended trip to Iceland. The transfer went smoothly and we watched them settle in to their new digs. I asked if we got pictures of them as cells but sadly they don't do that at our clinic so instead the Doc took a pic of the ultrasound with the 3 of them saying cheese at the camera. After the transfer, I had another hour of acupuncture, by which point I was literally busting to go to the bathroom, but like a good Mom, put my babies first and lay back to rest until the acupuncture was over. Then, ah, blissful relief! Hey I did warn you that I was taught to share ;) Oh, and another one of those good signs arrived as the nurse asked us to come back in on 7/12 for our blood pregnancy test. That date is exactly 7 years since the day Hubbs and I first met in person. Loving these positive vibes :)
When I got home I took it really easy, spending most of the day on the couch watching mindless shows, and cuddling my belly while talking away to the bumbles.
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